[Being boring isn't so bad for humans, as far as Kiritsubo is concerned. Most humans, she's found, are perfectly content being "boring"- having routine, established comfort zones, and familiar faces. But she... she cannot. It is not in her nature, it is not something that stands the test of time, of a life lived for century after century. At least, as far as she and her sense of wanderlust is concerned.
Let him laugh. She'll have him pay her back for those little teases once his tattoo has begun to heal. Her sense of the body is keen and alert, she stops pricking his skin until his chest stills, and only then does she get back to work, following the lines of the karma she can「see」painted on his flesh. Speaking while she works has never been a problem for her, though, so answering, even honesty...]
I was making my way towards the effigy well enough, I suppose. But I came across a room with a particular spell upon it- one that ignited my desire but rendered me unable to sate it.
[It's not a problem at all. Her fingers splay slightly to make his skin draw taut over muscle, following a curve to trace out a delicate petal as she purses her lips at the displeasing memory. Not displeasing because of the desires, no, those had been wonderful enough to indulge in, and her partner extremely skilled, but because-]
I can't say I've ever still been that horny after cumming five times.
[Annoying. Again, not just because it had been frustrating physically... but because it proved the Oracles were powerful enough to bypass all the protective spells she had and affect her. Tch.]
So once I left that room... I had to take care of that.
[Naturally? After leaving the Room of Eternal Hunger, though, she had ended up in the Room of Domination... and unfortunately, the man she had dominated didn't have the good grace to even be a Meridian she could claim as a faction victory. A bad case of "destiny". She shrugs a bit, as if she weren't concerned- even though she was. Perhaps, about different things than Amos Burton.]
That seems to be where our stories differ.
[Amos, she had read, had "failed" in the sense that he had been consumed by the shadows. But he had dedicated himself fully to the Oracle's trial, while she... Well, she had been a tourist traipsing her way through while curiously observing what these Oracles were all about. She won't argue that.]
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Let him laugh. She'll have him pay her back for those little teases once his tattoo has begun to heal. Her sense of the body is keen and alert, she stops pricking his skin until his chest stills, and only then does she get back to work, following the lines of the karma she can「see」painted on his flesh. Speaking while she works has never been a problem for her, though, so answering, even honesty...]
I was making my way towards the effigy well enough, I suppose. But I came across a room with a particular spell upon it- one that ignited my desire but rendered me unable to sate it.
[It's not a problem at all. Her fingers splay slightly to make his skin draw taut over muscle, following a curve to trace out a delicate petal as she purses her lips at the displeasing memory. Not displeasing because of the desires, no, those had been wonderful enough to indulge in, and her partner extremely skilled, but because-]
I can't say I've ever still been that horny after cumming five times.
[Annoying. Again, not just because it had been frustrating physically... but because it proved the Oracles were powerful enough to bypass all the protective spells she had and affect her. Tch.]
So once I left that room... I had to take care of that.
[Naturally? After leaving the Room of Eternal Hunger, though, she had ended up in the Room of Domination... and unfortunately, the man she had dominated didn't have the good grace to even be a Meridian she could claim as a faction victory. A bad case of "destiny". She shrugs a bit, as if she weren't concerned- even though she was. Perhaps, about different things than Amos Burton.]
That seems to be where our stories differ.
[Amos, she had read, had "failed" in the sense that he had been consumed by the shadows. But he had dedicated himself fully to the Oracle's trial, while she... Well, she had been a tourist traipsing her way through while curiously observing what these Oracles were all about. She won't argue that.]